I met a methhead once who kept his loaded AK-47 on his coffee table... And was a parent to three small children.

I alway wonder what Meth feel like..

From my experience it ruins people's lives and makes one a complete shithead of a person. But other than that, it's like drinking a hundred cups of coffee in one sitting and then staying up for days on end obsessing over how to get more meth. I would not recommend it. If anything do coke. It's cleaner, more natural, and only gets you high for like 20 minutes instead of 20 hours. Though neither is a very good life choice. I had a friend who had a heart attack at 19 years old because of that shit.

The only person that I would say has really terrified me was one of my Drill Sergeant's in basic. The man is a Green Beret and crazy, also one of the cool people I Have ever meet.

Now, you see, why would you be scared of a green beret? Sure, he's trained to kill, but he's trained. And that means he has the discipline to not kill people at random. I'm much more afraid of the random idiot with a firearm then I am with the trained professional.

The only person that I would say has really terrified me was one of my Drill Sergeant's in basic. The man is a Green Beret and crazy, also one of the cool people I Have ever meet.

Now, you see, why would you be scared of a green beret? Sure, he's trained to kill, but he's trained. And that means he has the discipline to not kill people at random. I'm much more afraid of the random idiot with a firearm then I am with the trained professional.

True most meth addicts are thieves but I have rarely seen a meth addict commit random acts of violence. Most of them are just looking for that next high. Maybe I'm use to dealing with a different kind of methhead, but most of the ones I have dealt with would be more likely to try and sell a load AK-47 than use it for a crime.
He was one of my Drill Sergeant's it's their job to be the scariest person you will ever meet he was just better at that job than any of the others I met.

I met a methhead once who kept his loaded AK-47 on his coffee table... And was a parent to three small children.

I alway wonder what Meth feel like..

From my experience it ruins people's lives and makes one a complete shithead of a person. But other than that, it's like drinking a hundred cups of coffee in one sitting and then staying up for days on end obsessing over how to get more meth. I would not recommend it. If anything do coke. It's cleaner, more natural, and only gets you high for like 20 minutes instead of 20 hours. Though neither is a very good life choice. I had a friend who had a heart attack at 19 years old because of that shit.

I know this may sound silly.. Does it take them to land of happiness? ((make them feel good and take away the negative feeling and worries?))

I met a methhead once who kept his loaded AK-47 on his coffee table... And was a parent to three small children.

I alway wonder what Meth feel like..

From my experience it ruins people's lives and makes one a complete shithead of a person. But other than that, it's like drinking a hundred cups of coffee in one sitting and then staying up for days on end obsessing over how to get more meth. I would not recommend it. If anything do coke. It's cleaner, more natural, and only gets you high for like 20 minutes instead of 20 hours. Though neither is a very good life choice. I had a friend who had a heart attack at 19 years old because of that shit.

I know this may sound silly.. Does it take them to land of happiness? ((make them feel good and take away the negative feeling and worries?))

Most drugs illicit a feeling of euphoria. That's why people do them. But what goes up must come down, and the serotonin loss from prolonged usage leaves most addicts with severe depression for the rest of their lives. It's short term joy in exchange for long term suffering.

No but I apparently terrified the guy with the Uzi robbing the Game Stop I worked at when I was 20 or 21. Out of the males there, 2 were overweight, 1 was tall, but skinny and in High school, I was tall, in shape and manning the register so I had to deal with him. He kept pointing the gun at me but I wasn't fazed at all. I stared his sorry ass straight in the eyes, until HE looked away and put the gun down. He realized he couldn't scare me so he stopped trying. My other co-workers were terrified.

We had 2 females working that day too. One of age but petite and short, the other petite, underage in High school, friendly and as sweet as can be. That bastard terrified her and made her get what he wanted from the back because she was the least threatening. She was so scared she took a little too long getting the consoles, etc he wanted and loudly threatened her saying he was gonna kill her ass if she didn't hurry up and started counting down from 10. Poor thing scrambled out apologies and tried to go faster, shaking so much all the while.

I was livid, and I'm sure it showed on my face because when he came back to me to get the register money while she was getting the items, he was terrified. I could see it in his eyes and movements. He pointed the gun at me while getting SLOWLY closer to me, inch by inch, one step a second. Until finally he stayed a foot or so away from my counter and I had to stretch out to give him the bag. The whole time I didn't stop staring that PoS down with my death glare. To keep his attention on me and stop terrifying that poor girl. I also had my knife in my pocket and had that prick laid one hand on that girl I would have leaped over that counter and stabbed his ass repeatedly. I probably would have gotten shot in the process or worse, but I would have taken him down with me. She may not have been my child, but she was still underage and female. As a man, there was no way I was going to let him hurt her, even if I got hurt in the process.

After he got the money and items he ran out of the store. A few seconds later the poor girl ran over to me and pulled me into a tight hug, still shaking badly. She probably saw what I was doing, since he stopped scaring her and focused solely on me. Letting her get the other items in peace. I hugged her back, patting her head trying to calm her down for a minute letting her know she was gonna be ok. I then motioned with my head for the other female to come over and take her. Even though all I was doing was calming her down, I still felt it would be better and more appropriate for the other female to do it instead. The girl thanked me and went with the other female to the back to calm down.

She didn't come back to work after that. That bastard probably scarred her for life. And I can only hope shes doing ok now. When I told my family what happened later that day, they said it was reckless and I could have been killed. While true, I still stand by what I did and don't regret it at all. I can probably thank my being a Leo for what I did there. We don't scare easily, and even if we are we sure as hell won't show it and you won't ever be able to tell. Not to mention our protective instincts are incredibly strong. Prideful, Brave and most of all protective. When the cops came to take the report and watch the security video which had audio as well, they saw what I did. Commended me and said if I ever wanted to be a cop to let them know.

While I haven't taken them up on their offer as of yet. It makes you appreciate what they all do for us even more. Facing situations like that and worse, all to protect us civilians on a daily basis. I know this is a lot of text, but I figured I had to explain why the robber was terrified of me. Otherwise you'd probably be like psssh, why would someone with a gun be afraid of you? Anyway, thanks for reading if you made it this far.

Yes. Once with a girl in a bar who started whispering to me accusing me of talking about her behind her back. I don't know you.

And also my late brother's "friend." I call him that loosely because he is the one who shot and killed him, his friend, and injured my other brother. I got bad vibes about him from the beginning and now I see why. So yeah, I have met scary people. I am glad this person is in jail awaiting trial.

A guy who I thought was my friend. I lived with him and another friend (who was his gf at the time). Couldn't leave the house after he showed his true colors for another month, which I spent terrified and locked on my room (though honestly, he could easily break the door. It was just to buy time to call help if it came to it). Only left the room when he wasn't at the house, slept with someone on facetime or skype/discord, and could barely eat (no appetite, though I did buy canned food to keep in the room as well as water when I had the chance). Once a week he had an off day from work, so either I didn't go to the bathroom or had to use a bottle. The cat stayed locked with me too.

Worse part is knowing I will have to see him again for at least another year. We're at the same university, on the same course, though no longer on the same year.